"music might sound strange and beautiful. You might disembodied,.. boundless, spinning through space..."
[Jamie me, the one you see in dreams or sinner, the message is in the mixture as they might come Raised from the dirt and and to be no one
me, straight up out my and out my shit In the alley, a gat looking to bash your head wit it Watch your blood drain outcha skull the ground And take ya to my grave where you will never be
[Jamie me, Not giving a again unstoppable and crazy I don't to pretend Not Rocky, but I'm sure to rock skull saki, when I'm smokin' monkey paw
me, kids call me Cousin Cause my slugga rides by my on the daily, It to me It me who to ride on (ride on) We are a team and it's life we decide on (C'mon)
You think you me And my sound (DARK LOTUS!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
[Monoxide me Standin' in a of blood a fat ass blunt cuttin' it up like WHUT?? Feelin' really lonely, and all my are dead At least that's what the in my head said
HEY!!
[Shaggy 2 That's me all up in your mug get it punched. Knock (who There?), now ya lips all fucked up. When I my rims stop too. Then i peel back out on ya face ya fucka you. That's Me, crazy, and I'm fucked up and, I got a hostage and the are makin me mad. Negotiations fell through watch it on the news because i shot motha right in plain view. 2 dope] That's me, What You got somthin to say? Why my knuckles always got you teeth all up in em? (ooo) I skin em. Why ya face so Little tape on the fingers and I'm back the fuck up.
You you know me And my sound (DARK LOTUS!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
[Anybody That's me behind you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin. all those strange sounds, in ya face starin. Knockin trash cans, breakin 40 bottles. Villian from the streets, I'm a role model.
J] That's me in a clown wig, a machete. Pig on my chest to bring the party like confetti. That's me spittin shit, fuck hardcore I throw knives in the crowd and em runnin for the door. [Anybody That's me, that's right you shoulda a little better. I be squashin fuckas for whatever, whenever. Spinkle dust the dead inside ya favorite drink. Then sit back and laugh and watch fat ass head shrink.
J] That's me, the virgin pussy popper, chopper. blades like a helicopter. Murder alotta. That's me and I'm down for the Lotus. Like a kamikaze I hit the vocal and blow this (shit the fuck up.... so shut the fuck up.)
You think you me And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)